We hold hands in circle with the Seer. Her eyes roll back, and with a mouth wide open in an inhuman gesture, she utters the following words mechanically, as if being channeled from above:

‘’Scarce are the bodies which do not rest dormant. Their organs are extracted and submerged in formaldehyde. All neural wiring is overridden; otherwise their long axons would collapse should they grasp hold of the overwhelming infinite. They're drifting in Oniria now, deceived by the Macrobrain; their selfish wishes to transcend their flesh are exploited.’’